Totally Not an April Fools' Post
I am afraid that this is the end of Space Cat Rocket Ship. While experimenting in my laboratory yesterday, I stumbled upon a method of creating petroleum from goat fur, and I have now been press-ganged by the CIA’s black bag people. Starting tomorrow I am being shipped to Azerbaijan, where I will have to spend all my time shaving goats and perfecting my formulae. Internet access will be limited solely to receiving emails from the American president, telling me to work harder or I will have to watch the guards flush a copy of The Origin of Species down the loo.
You know, I wouldn’t mind so much, but I have just discovered that I am allergic to goats.